“What a beast! . . . thought Pavel Ivanitch. That cant be a rendezvous with him here! Its impossible with him here! I say, Mitya, he said, I ask you for the last time. . . . Show that you are a sensible, humane, and cultivated man! I dont know why you keep on so! . . . said Mitya, shrugging his shoulders. Ive said I wont go, and I wont. I shall stay here as a matter of principle. . . . At that moment a womans face with a turn-up nose peeped into the arbour. . . . Seeing Mitya and Pavel Ivanitch, it frowned and vanished. She is gone! thought Pavel Ivanitch, looking angrily at Mitya. She saw that blackguard and fled! Its all spoilt! After waiting a little longer, he got up, put on his hat and said: Youre a beast, a low brute and a blackguard! Yes! A beast! Its mean . . . and silly! Everything is at an end between us! Delighted to hear it! muttered Mitya, also getting up and putting on his hat. Let me tell you that by being here just now youve played me such a dirty trick that Ill never forgive you as long as I live. Pavel Ivanitch went out of the arbour[…]”
Posted on: Thu, 15 Jan 2015 04:32:40 +0000
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